Jessie. (Clenching her hands.) Oh, if he'd only come home! (The telephone rings.)
Bob. I'll answer it. (Goes to phone.) Hello. (A pause; then exclaims.) Why, what's happened? (Another pause; he turns to Jessie.) It's Jack!
Jessie (leaps up.) Jack!
Bob. Ssh. (In phone.) Yes, what's that? What's the matter? Well, I declare! Sure, Jessie's here. Yes, Dad's upstairs. No, I won't tell him. Perhaps he won't. Hey? In two minutes? All right! Bye-bye! (Turns.) He's coming home!
Jessie. Bob!
Bob. He's around at the subway station. He'll be here in two minutes.
Jessie. But what's happened?
Bob. He wouldn't say. Just says he gives up—he's coming home.
Jessie. Thank Heaven! (A pause.) But Bob! What can it mean?
Bob. It means he's lost his wager.